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That faded photograph appears
Confirms my deepest, darkest fears
A lonely crow flies overhead
Fills my heart with silent dread
The generator's distant gleam
Is just a part of this bad dream
Oh, Coldwind Farm, you do me harm
With your false and rustic charm
I'm running blind between the rows
Where the heartbeat grows and grows
And I don't know where to go
In the cornfields' sickly glow
The combine harvester, a metal beast
A lonely, disappointing feast
For eyes that search for hook or friend
On a path that never seems to end
The Thompson House upon the hill
Is standing oh so deathly still
Oh, Coldwind Farm, you do me harm
With your false and rustic charm
I'm running blind between the rows
Where the heartbeat grows and grows
And I don't know where to go
In the cornfields' sickly glow
The pallet's thrown, it splinters light
(It does no good, it does no good)
I lose him in the endless night
(He's understood, he's understood)
He knows these fields much better than me
Lost behind the old cow tree
Oh, Coldwind Farm, you do me harm
With your false and rustic charm
I'm running blind between the rows
Where the heartbeat grows and grows
And I don't know where to go
In the cornfields' sickly glow
In the corn
(Lost in the cornfields now)
So forlorn
(Lost in the cornfields now)
Another dawn will never come